Submissions by kelseyt28 (Kelsey)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Feb 2013 3:51am
18th Feb 2013 3:51am
The roses have wilted
Roses are red, voiletts are blue.
Sugar is sweet and, perhaps so are you.
But the roses have wilted, the voilettes are dead.
The sugar bowls empty, your wrists are stained red.
The sun isn't shining, the sky isn't clear.
There's no silver lining, you no longer here.
Rain keeps on pouring, there's no end in sight.
Your laying there frozen, so far from the light.
Your beautys unreal, your smile like the sun.
But time can't be turned, nor your actions undone.
The words you wrote, that only I will read.
"I love you so much, don't cry if I...
Sugar is sweet and, perhaps so are you.
But the roses have wilted, the voilettes are dead.
The sugar bowls empty, your wrists are stained red.
The sun isn't shining, the sky isn't clear.
There's no silver lining, you no longer here.
Rain keeps on pouring, there's no end in sight.
Your laying there frozen, so far from the light.
Your beautys unreal, your smile like the sun.
But time can't be turned, nor your actions undone.
The words you wrote, that only I will read.
"I love you so much, don't cry if I...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Dec 2012 9:39pm
30th Dec 2012 9:39pm
Isnt me
My silence is just another word for my pain, I sit alone and cry each day.
Behind my smile is a hurting heart.
Behind my laugh I'm falling apart, and I can feel every little peice hitting the ground and its killing me.
Look closely at me and you will see, this girl you want me to be...
Just isn't me....
Behind my smile is a hurting heart.
Behind my laugh I'm falling apart, and I can feel every little peice hitting the ground and its killing me.
Look closely at me and you will see, this girl you want me to be...
Just isn't me....
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2012 9:34pm
30th Dec 2012 9:34pm
Nothing left
You can tell by the look in his eyes, there's nothing left but the tears you cry.
It gets harder and harder with every step you take, memorys weigh you down, but you love this dead-weight.
Even though these tears are streaming, you refuse to stop and keep on screaming!
"You don't know how much I love you, you can't do this to me.....!"
There's no one there to listen, you speak to yourself.....your so lonely.
Hate and love conflict inside you, what to do? What to do?
You love to hate him and you don't know how he feels...do you?
You crave attention, from...
It gets harder and harder with every step you take, memorys weigh you down, but you love this dead-weight.
Even though these tears are streaming, you refuse to stop and keep on screaming!
"You don't know how much I love you, you can't do this to me.....!"
There's no one there to listen, you speak to yourself.....your so lonely.
Hate and love conflict inside you, what to do? What to do?
You love to hate him and you don't know how he feels...do you?
You crave attention, from...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2012 5:20am
30th Dec 2012 5:20am
Just a broken little girl
You sit and watch as the darkness closes in.
One last time, you'll try to think again.
You can't help but wonder what went so wrong.
In order for you to be left so broken and alone.
The sickest part is you like being locked away all by yourself.
That way you don't have to worry about anyone else.
But this is different it tears you apart.
If only he hadn't stolen your heart.
Sweet, salty tears stream down your face.
They comfort you and vanish without a trace.
Pull yourself together now, its time to face the world.
As far as he's concerned your...
One last time, you'll try to think again.
You can't help but wonder what went so wrong.
In order for you to be left so broken and alone.
The sickest part is you like being locked away all by yourself.
That way you don't have to worry about anyone else.
But this is different it tears you apart.
If only he hadn't stolen your heart.
Sweet, salty tears stream down your face.
They comfort you and vanish without a trace.
Pull yourself together now, its time to face the world.
As far as he's concerned your...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2012 5:16am
30th Dec 2012 5:16am
The cracks
Hungry for something you can't have,
ignoring the tell-tale cries of the wind.
Heart beats at a maddening pace,
searching for already there answers.
Each step you take leads you deeper in,
to see the cracks that cannot be filled.
The cracks left in your heart,
the ones left when he tore it apart.
The memorys can't be forgotten,
so the pain lingers on.
You cry yourself to sleep at night,
wishing it was gone.
He doesn't feel your pain,
he just doesn't understand.
What its like to truly love some one,
to have them taken away.
You...
ignoring the tell-tale cries of the wind.
Heart beats at a maddening pace,
searching for already there answers.
Each step you take leads you deeper in,
to see the cracks that cannot be filled.
The cracks left in your heart,
the ones left when he tore it apart.
The memorys can't be forgotten,
so the pain lingers on.
You cry yourself to sleep at night,
wishing it was gone.
He doesn't feel your pain,
he just doesn't understand.
What its like to truly love some one,
to have them taken away.
You...
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Dec 2012 7:09am
28th Dec 2012 7:09am
If only
I've written all I have to say, but the words they rot and fall away.
So with a hole in the bottom, I'm stuck in the same boat as before slowly sinking just in sight of shore.
I work so hard, and it makes things worse.
So here I go and repeat the same old verse.
I know I could never leave him behind, the one I've been searching for all this time.
I dream of him all day long but when we're together it just feels wrong.
Somthing is'nt right and I know its me, if only I could conquere these insecuritys.
So with a hole in the bottom, I'm stuck in the same boat as before slowly sinking just in sight of shore.
I work so hard, and it makes things worse.
So here I go and repeat the same old verse.
I know I could never leave him behind, the one I've been searching for all this time.
I dream of him all day long but when we're together it just feels wrong.
Somthing is'nt right and I know its me, if only I could conquere these insecuritys.
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Sep 2012 1:49am
18th Sep 2012 1:49am
beautiful nightmare
Sometimes we can't tell if a dream is real or just a dream.
Then we wake up and cant tell if it was a sweet dream or a nightmare.
Your confused and hurt by reality itself, because you don't know what's real.
Every morning you ask yourself why can't it be real instead of ending at dawn.
The truth hurts but you have to face it.
It was just a dream, that's all it will ever be.
He was never there, he never cared.
Then we wake up and cant tell if it was a sweet dream or a nightmare.
Your confused and hurt by reality itself, because you don't know what's real.
Every morning you ask yourself why can't it be real instead of ending at dawn.
The truth hurts but you have to face it.
It was just a dream, that's all it will ever be.
He was never there, he never cared.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Sep 2012 1:37am
18th Sep 2012 1:37am
you lay in ruins
I can't turn back time, I wish I could,
Life doesn't last forever and pain takes over.
Your shook up...you lay in ruins,
You can't help but feel like you've been building your world up, and you find something that shakes your foundation and it all falls down.
As you try to recover, she tells you the worst thing.
She's your bestfriend and hurts with you.
She's not in the wrong, she doesn't try to hurt you.
You finally break completly and it starts a war in your world,
What's right and what's wrong becomes unknown.
All that registers is your pain, all your...
Life doesn't last forever and pain takes over.
Your shook up...you lay in ruins,
You can't help but feel like you've been building your world up, and you find something that shakes your foundation and it all falls down.
As you try to recover, she tells you the worst thing.
She's your bestfriend and hurts with you.
She's not in the wrong, she doesn't try to hurt you.
You finally break completly and it starts a war in your world,
What's right and what's wrong becomes unknown.
All that registers is your pain, all your...
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Jun 2012 6:03pm
19th Jun 2012 6:03pm
The Box
I feel like I'm trying to get out of this box,
But I can't break all of the locks.
Half the time its so deep,
But ill get through it its just a matter of time.
But sometimes it hurts so deep,
So bad it robs me of sleep.
I really don't think that I am depressed,
Sometimes the button goes off and I just cry.
But I know I'm back to my wicked way,
And remember they. Are just a waste of my days.
I try to write and write,
But I still feel like I'm trapped in tis box
With no way to break these locks.
But I can't break all of the locks.
Half the time its so deep,
But ill get through it its just a matter of time.
But sometimes it hurts so deep,
So bad it robs me of sleep.
I really don't think that I am depressed,
Sometimes the button goes off and I just cry.
But I know I'm back to my wicked way,
And remember they. Are just a waste of my days.
I try to write and write,
But I still feel like I'm trapped in tis box
With no way to break these locks.
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Nov 2011 1:47am
8th Nov 2011 1:47am
regret
How many faces dos regret have? The quit face of a lie barely whispered. The seductive face of a deception well planned. The longing face of a dream never realized. How many faces?......to many to count. When I look in the mirror I see them all.
If tears could wash away deception,
Then the world would be clean.
If regret could make wrong right,
The rightness of the world could be seen.
But alas wishes cannot make things right
Regret can only unfold
A path that I shall not take again
A future I cannot hold.
Sins that cannot be undone...
If tears could wash away deception,
Then the world would be clean.
If regret could make wrong right,
The rightness of the world could be seen.
But alas wishes cannot make things right
Regret can only unfold
A path that I shall not take again
A future I cannot hold.
Sins that cannot be undone...
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Nov 2011 1:33am
8th Nov 2011 1:33am
drowning within myself
Back and forth, back and forth th tide ebbs and swirl. Sorounding, reaching, touching with its foamy finger. Teasing at my last breathless moments surging up and over. Pulling me under the tide is winnin......but for a moment my foo brushes the bottom, and I am able to push, to grasp hold of a few lat breaths. For a moment the tide must wait.
A crumbling ilusion is a frightning thing it frees some. It buries and suffocates others and the crulest part is, we never know which we shall be the one riding to freedom or the one gasping for one last breath.
It feels...
A crumbling ilusion is a frightning thing it frees some. It buries and suffocates others and the crulest part is, we never know which we shall be the one riding to freedom or the one gasping for one last breath.
It feels...
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